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hurried down the stone steps to the sidewalk. Then it was a running walk to Adam’s car.
As I opened the passenger side door, I threw a glance over my shoulder to the convent. There was Sister Maria watching us.
I was chilled to the bone. “Adam!” I said urgently.
“Oh,” was all he said, and then he sped away from the curb.
“How did she know?” I said. I pushed my feet into the floor in an attempt to stop my legs from trembling.
“Know what?” Adam asked.
“That we were there. Was she following us?”
Adam shook his head. “It had to be a coincidence — she only saw us when she stepped outside.”
Adam sounded sure of that, but I wasn’t convinced. Sister Maria was trouble. Apart from being the leader of a gang of vicious bank robbers, the woman was unbalanced. I knew that from our little chat at the festival. Still, I didn’t want to push the topic with Adam. I didn’t want to admit how much Sister Maria scared me, even more so than the man-nuns.
Chapter 10 .
The day started like every other usually did. I made myself some coffee and then flipped over the sign that hung on the front door. I smiled as I looked out over the busy street. It looked like the tourists were already milling about, so I headed out the back to bring out some new furniture that I’d recently repaired and restored.
I lifted a large table from the work area and was carrying it to the front when the bell signaled that a customer had entered. I put the table down and made my way to the front. When I reached the sales floor, I slipped behind the front counter.
The customer was a tall, strong-looking man with sharp features. His face had a familiarity to it, but I couldn’t quite remember where I’d seen him before. I figured I must have seen him around town recently. Still, a little trickle of apprehension ran up my spine. “Good morning,” I said, looking at the man with a smile.
The visitor turned to look at some of the furniture that lined the left side of the shop. I figured that he hadn’t heard me, or perhaps was too lost in thought studying the pieces. After I few moments, I spoke again. “Good morning. May I help you with anything, or are you happy to browse?”
The man turned around and looked at me. He stared at me, almost as if he were studying me. His face broke into a thin-lipped smile. “Good morning,” he said. “Some of this furniture is interesting. Do you do the work yourself?”
I was caught off guard by the question, but regained my composure quickly enough to respond. “Actually, yes, I do. I specialize in repairing and restoring old, damaged furniture.”
“That’s wonderful; it really is. I used to be a bit of a carpenter back when I was young,” the man said.
“Oh, that’s interesting. My father worked in construction and taught me a few things about sanding, varnish, and all that good stuff,” I said with a smile.
“It’s always good to know how to work with your hands,” the man said with a strange grin on his face.
“So, was there anything you were looking for specifically?” I asked.
The man turned back toward the furniture briefly, but then walked to the front of the store and peered out the windows. “Honestly, I’ve just been window shopping around town a bit. You guys have some amazing stores here.”
I wasn’t quite sure what to think of the customer. He made me uneasy, but the business side of me wanted to try to make a sale. I walked out from behind the counter and pointed to a large oak dresser that sat in the corner of the shop. “If you’re in need of a nice dresser, I’m selling that one quite cheaply. It’s been sitting around the shop for quite a while due to its size, but it’s probably the best value in here when you compare its price to the new prices.”
The man walked over to it. “That really is a beautiful dresser,” he said. “I’m not sure I would be able to transport it though. I’m not sure how long I’ll be in town.” He
As I opened the passenger side door, I threw a glance over my shoulder to the convent. There was Sister Maria watching us.
I was chilled to the bone. “Adam!” I said urgently.
“Oh,” was all he said, and then he sped away from the curb.
“How did she know?” I said. I pushed my feet into the floor in an attempt to stop my legs from trembling.
“Know what?” Adam asked.
“That we were there. Was she following us?”
Adam shook his head. “It had to be a coincidence — she only saw us when she stepped outside.”
Adam sounded sure of that, but I wasn’t convinced. Sister Maria was trouble. Apart from being the leader of a gang of vicious bank robbers, the woman was unbalanced. I knew that from our little chat at the festival. Still, I didn’t want to push the topic with Adam. I didn’t want to admit how much Sister Maria scared me, even more so than the man-nuns.
Chapter 10 .
The day started like every other usually did. I made myself some coffee and then flipped over the sign that hung on the front door. I smiled as I looked out over the busy street. It looked like the tourists were already milling about, so I headed out the back to bring out some new furniture that I’d recently repaired and restored.
I lifted a large table from the work area and was carrying it to the front when the bell signaled that a customer had entered. I put the table down and made my way to the front. When I reached the sales floor, I slipped behind the front counter.
The customer was a tall, strong-looking man with sharp features. His face had a familiarity to it, but I couldn’t quite remember where I’d seen him before. I figured I must have seen him around town recently. Still, a little trickle of apprehension ran up my spine. “Good morning,” I said, looking at the man with a smile.
The visitor turned to look at some of the furniture that lined the left side of the shop. I figured that he hadn’t heard me, or perhaps was too lost in thought studying the pieces. After I few moments, I spoke again. “Good morning. May I help you with anything, or are you happy to browse?”
The man turned around and looked at me. He stared at me, almost as if he were studying me. His face broke into a thin-lipped smile. “Good morning,” he said. “Some of this furniture is interesting. Do you do the work yourself?”
I was caught off guard by the question, but regained my composure quickly enough to respond. “Actually, yes, I do. I specialize in repairing and restoring old, damaged furniture.”
“That’s wonderful; it really is. I used to be a bit of a carpenter back when I was young,” the man said.
“Oh, that’s interesting. My father worked in construction and taught me a few things about sanding, varnish, and all that good stuff,” I said with a smile.
“It’s always good to know how to work with your hands,” the man said with a strange grin on his face.
“So, was there anything you were looking for specifically?” I asked.
The man turned back toward the furniture briefly, but then walked to the front of the store and peered out the windows. “Honestly, I’ve just been window shopping around town a bit. You guys have some amazing stores here.”
I wasn’t quite sure what to think of the customer. He made me uneasy, but the business side of me wanted to try to make a sale. I walked out from behind the counter and pointed to a large oak dresser that sat in the corner of the shop. “If you’re in need of a nice dresser, I’m selling that one quite cheaply. It’s been sitting around the shop for quite a while due to its size, but it’s probably the best value in here when you compare its price to the new prices.”
The man walked over to it. “That really is a beautiful dresser,” he said. “I’m not sure I would be able to transport it though. I’m not sure how long I’ll be in town.” He
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